Get Dumber (feat. Jeff Rosenstock)

17 ways I can stop this 17 nights in this coffin No one cares if you've lost it when There's 17 hands in your pocket Turns out that I didn't even want this Lying on your couch so fucking despondent You should try getting high more often Holy shit, what a concept I don't wanna hear Who you're dragging under It seems like every year I swear that you're getting dumber You think I'm a drain, I can't argue You're kinda the same, it's sorta part of your charm But when you really get on it (yes) You finally call, it's so arrogant Still playing your song, that's so embarrassing Nice of you to be sentimental I say as I swallow the chemicals I don't wanna hear Who you're dragging under It seems like every year I swear that you're getting dumber You've got nothing to say at all You've always had enough